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September, 2010:

Top 10 Questions We Are Asked About Our Liveaboard Life

From the time we first began telling our friends and family that we were planning to live aboard our sailboat again, this time with our two children, we have answered many questions about life aboard. What we have noticed is that the things people ask us seem to have a sort of pattern; in fact we find ourselves answering the same handful of questions over and over. If there is one thing we love, it’s to talk about our unusual life on the sea and put to rest concerns that many people have, maybe even you.

So, here we present the Top 10 Questions We Are Asked About Our Liveaboard Life:

Our Sigmar diesel furnace in the forward cabin keeps us nice and toasty

#10: Isn’t It Cold?

Outside, yes. We live in the Pacific Northwest and it’s always cold outside. That is why we are going south to Mexico next year. Inside the boat, however, never! In fact, knock before you peek in the portholes as you’ll often find us in our skivvies, enjoying the warmth our space heaters provide at the dock and our Sigmar diesel furnace provides at anchor. One of the many benefits of living in minimal cubic feet is that it is easy to heat. And the best part is it costs us very little to keep the inside air temps well into the 70s all winter.

#9: Do You Eat Freeze Dried Food?

Ok, while this question has never been asked quite this way, when the subject of food comes up people always are surprised when I tell them how well we eat onboard. We do have a refrigerator (although you have to stand on your head to reach the items at the very bottom) and a gas stove/oven which has cooked a fair number of delicious soups, stews, lasagnas, pizzas, pastas, breads, muffins and cookies already. We do miss having a freezer. We have a second insulated icebox we believe was originally planned to be a freezer and we may install a unit in there but are currently weighing the added expense, complexity and power draw. Ice-cream would sure be nice though….

#8: Do You Have A Washer/Dryer Onboard?

We do not have the space for such a convenience onboard (although many larger boats do it seems these days!) At our marina we have a nice laundromat right at the top of the dock which gladly exchanges quarters for clean and dry clothes. When we are cruising we will still hunt down laundry facilities on shore (budget permitting), but once we are traveling in more remote – and hot — areas we’ll be washing our speedos in a bucket of soap.

#7: Don’t You Get Seasick?

At the dock, no. Sadly, the boat moves very little in our snug and secure slip, excepting for the up and down with the daily tides. In the Puget Sound, not usually: if the waters are bouncy enough for seasickness we’ll probably just stay at anchor. At sea, yes, we expect to have a bucket handy for the first few days out.

Leah and her friend B. hanging in her room

#6: Do The Girls Get Lonely?

Besides having each other to play with, there are a number of other kids on our very dock. We’ve also hosted a few playdates with our other small friends. So far we’ve found that the girls’ friends love to visit. The boat is fascinating to them and probably feels like they are exploring a giant fort.

#5: Do you still have the cats?

Yes. We do. Want one?

#4: How Can You Afford It?

There are as many ways to afford this lifestyle as there are cruisers out there but how we choose to do it is very simple: we have absolutely no debt and save as much as we can each month. When we owned a house, it became clear that there was no way we could handle the upkeep and mortgage payments of even our small house as well as a boat. So we sold the house and bought Wondertime with the proceeds. Our (one) car is 10 years old and has been paid for since the day we purchased it used. We do use a credit card (generally for online purchases), enjoy the 1% cash back, and pay it down to $0 each and every month. I’ve also stayed home with the girls since day one and have saved countless dollars a full-time career costs (clothes, transportation, daycare)! And as I’ve written before, we continually pare down our monthly expenses so we can afford more, well, sails and stuff.

There's always something new floating by

#3: Do The Kids Get Bored?

It has been nearly two months since we moved onboard and still it’s so new and exciting  that boredom has yet to show up. While we couldn’t fit many larger toys onboard that we had in our house, here the girls have coloring books and art supplies, legos, blocks, cars, Little People, stuffed animals, dress-up clothes, games, puzzles, jewelry beading supplies, books, Barbies and of course, DVDs. Outside, our marina has nice grassy areas to run in and little groves of trees to explore. Farther, there are playgrounds, the farmer’s market  and the local Children’s Museum. And of course there is nearly always something interesting to look at in the sea.

#2: Isn’t It Small?

Yes. And no. Boats are marvelous things; when everything is in it’s place and our home is tidy and cozy it feels so efficient and right. Wondertime is laid out just right for us, with the girls having the whole forepeak to themselves and the entire aft section of the boat being our living space with the dinette and galley. It really is enough room for us to spread out when we need our space. But we are finding that the more time we spend in close quarters together, the more we like it. But sometimes, I have to move two people, a pile of books, and a cat to get the can of diced tomatoes out from under the settee cushion and then move another person out of the galley so she doesn’t get scalded with splattering olive oil and then I step on a yowling cat’s tail who is drinking water out of the bowl that is under the aft companionway stairs and then someone spills their glass of water all over the table…. Then it seems a little small. And it’s time to head outside for a little jellyfish hunting.

Safe and sound.

#1: Don’t You Worry About The Kids Falling Overboard?

No we don’t actually. Just like we’ve done for ourselves all these years we just prevent it from happening. The girls are excellent about following our lifejacket rules: Leah wears hers whenever she is outside of the cockpit (or if it’s rough sailing she wears it anywhere outside); Holly wears hers whenever she is outside. So quickly they have just come to accept this as a part of their life, just like putting on their rain jackets when it rains. Of course, this doesn’t prevent them from falling in, it just would assist us in retrieving an overboard child. The center cockpit on Wondertime is well protected. We will also be installing lifeline netting this winter to make our boat safer still. Mostly, we just know where the children are at all times; Leah always tells us when she is going outside, or heading to the “poop deck.” I can say with certainty that I feel they are safer onboard than when we lived right off a busy street with cars zooming by at 30 mph regularly.

We’ve had to do a little adjusting, moving from 1500 square feet to about 300. Sometimes it feels like we are living out of a storage locker as well as the boat, although it’s surprising how many things in there have already been forgotten about. We are getting used to bumping elbows a lot more often, planning in an extra 10 minutes for getting lifejackets on and hiking up to the car. The girls miss bathtime but have discovered the handheld shower heads here are pretty fun too.  Our rainy months are coming swiftly upon us with new challenges. But, as with everything else, we will adjust. And find a little fun in it too.

A Rainy Day in August

We had a little preview of the season(s) to come last week. We awoke to rain drops pitter-pattering on Wondertime’s decks and decided to just have a snuggly day below. How did we like being cooped up on a rainy day? Very much, indeed. (Ask me again in December though….)

raindrops

Raindrops gather on our hatch, convincing us to stay below.

hand grating

My Cuisinart in storage (and likely to stay there), the zucchini is grated by hand.

tea kettle

A hot cup of tea, soon to come.

coloring

The day is spent coloring...

napping

...and napping...

zucchini bread

...and eating zucchini bread hot from the ship's oven.

A taste of the good life

We were fortunate for Michael to get two weeks off of work in August so we could take a little sailing vacation. This was our longest break since 2003. It was time. We headed north to the San Juan Islands, Wondertime stuffed full with two little girls, two ancient cats, two excited parents, two topped off water tanks, and enough food to get us to Hawaii.

This was to be our first real shakedown cruise, both in terms of narrowing down The List of what we need to get done before we head down the coast next summer, and also to get some serious practice sailing with two young children. And after two marvelous, but incredibly short, weeks we can say with certainty that cruising with children is absolutely nothing like cruising without children.

It’s much more fantastic.

It is also much slower. Olympia is quite a long way from the San Juan Islands, traveling at walking speed. Actually, crawling speed, if you are as bad as timing the currents as we were this trip. We were more interested in timing our travel time for afternoon naptime. Almost 2-year old Holly is at the stage where she is very good at getting around now, wants to explore everything and has to be watched every second, at least when out in the cockpit. Which leaves one person to tend the boat and the other to tend to the toddler. Leah is great at fending for herself — at 4-1/2 she does just fantastic on the boat; she has a definite sense of safety and helps us out quite a bit.

So on our trek northward, we would leave just before or after lunchtime and arrive at our destination four or five hours later. This would leave the morning for exploring and the afternoon for naps or rest and travel. What this also meant was it took us nearly a week to reach the islands and a few days to return (sailing down with the current thankfully!)

No matter. On our first lengthy sailing trip with our two girls it quickly became clear that being anywhere on the boat was all that mattered. Each and every stop contained something new, something magical, something to savor and study.

When you sail with children you have to look; they discover things about the places we visit that we’d never notice or even think to look for. The years Michael and I spent sailing together were filled with many anchorages where we’d never even go ashore; we’d happily spend days on the boat just reading and lounging around. No chance of that now! Every anchorage is filled with a dinghy expedition to shore, or at least along the shore just to see what there is to see. Kids are certainly like puppies this way.

These days, when we look at the guidebook we keep an eye out for things that the girls would really love, like a museum or nice beach. But the truth is the best things we find are completely unexpected, like meeting “Popeye” the one-eyed plump seal in Friday Harbor or watching the phosphorescence up close in a bucket of fresh seawater at night.

A hike now might mean a one-mile meander down a wooded trail with frequent — very frequent — stops to pluck bugs, flowers, pinecones, or berries. All the while searching for the perfect hiking stick. Cruising with children is slow, but maybe that’s how it’s supposed to be.

Despite all the wonderful moments, the first week of our trip truthfully was hectic and a little draining. I wondered if we were crazy for taking these two tiny busy children sailing. The alternator was alarming, the kids were bickering, the refrigerator box was too full and what I needed was unfailingly at the bottom of it all. It rained. The adults bickered. But we reached Stuart Island, the most northwestern point of the continental United States. We hiked to Turn Point Light again. We went exploring in the dinghy to deserted islands. We hunted jellyfish. We cooked and ate many meals together. We picnicked. We were bone tired at the end of each day. As soon as the children were asleep in bed the adults soon followed. But were were happy and content. We fell into the rhythm of weighing anchor, traveling to the next port, dropping the hook, setting up the dinghy and setting off to discover what was new there. And the frazzled edges of this new way of living seemed to weave together until we began to dread heading back to our hectic 9-5 lives again.

By the time our bow was heading south late in our second week on our little moving island, we thought longingly: yes, we could keep going indeed.

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